Cursed By The Knife

Are you ready?

Are you ready?

Are you ready?

1, 2, 3, 4, kill

Mayhem on wheels

Your fingers scratch the concrete red

Panic discharged

Trace of fear, the dark tears pouring

Demonic glory ride

The hardening of true love baby

X-rated joy

The cumming on a dead meat breakfast

Pain, death

I'm cursed by the knife

Ready to go down on you

Deep eternal sleep

I'm your undertaker

The sandman with knife and hate

On the road again

The keeper of a thousand souls

A mobile nightmare

Supremacy of touring terror

Eating the flesh and bone

Being God in Satan's hell cell

The ghost of all living

Never to be caught or killed

Pain, death

I'm cursed by the knife

Ready to go down on you

Deep eternal sleep

I'm your undertaker

The sandman with knife and hate

The bullets start to rain

The steel of blue

Follows the road of red blur

Mystery mass murder

I fade towards the unseen

Hell is amongst you

Keep driving through the flames

I will never stop

It's my world you burn in

Society keeps failing

As the grimness prevailing

I populate, then terminate

Evolutionary poisonous snake

Urban legends and campfire tales

Words of sheltered horror

But I'm no myth, I'm no dream

I am your death

I am your death

I am the supreme butcher

And I've got no apparent motive

Cursed

Innocent little bitch, bleed for me

Innocent little bitch, bleed for me

Innocent little bitch, bleed for me

Innocent little bitch, bleed for me

Do you want it?

I know you want it

Come on and get it

Come on and let yourself go